Blood Rain

Brandon walked out of the house he had slept in.

And began to walk, North.

He felt the crystal glow while he was walking that direction. But every time he would walk in a different direction, it stopped glowing.

Brandon decided to follow the glow of the Night-Crystal.

"I must avenge mother." he said as his Midnight-Blue aura crackled around his body, "And this time for good."

Brandon suddenly stumbled upon a pink pony. With flat hair and a flat tail, with three balloons for a cutie mark.

It sighed as Brandon examined it.

He let some of his aura flow over its body. Memories from its past came flooding in Brandon's mind.

A pink excited pony. Rushing to a door...One pony comes in...

"Hey Rainbow your here." the pink pony said.

"Yeah so what did ya need." a rainbow maned Pegasus said as she entered the shop...

Brandon then saw a dark room...With the Pegasus tied up.

"Pinkie what are you doing." the Pegasus yelled.

"We're gonna have some fun, making cupcakes." the pink pony responded...

Brandon could no longer see the memories as he came back to reality.

He saw the pony get up and stare at him, scared.

"Hey, wh-who are you?" it asked.

"I am Brandon...I was maybe thinking you could help me look for something." he smiled deviously.

"Wh-what?"

"Well for starters what is your name?" Brandon asked, politely.

"Pink-Pinkiemena." she responded.

"Well I was hoping you could help me find 'Princess Celestia's castle'?"

Brandon wanted to just kill her now for getting in his way, but she could help him with his quest.

"Yeah that bitch's castle is right over there." Pinkiemena responded, pointing a hoof, North.

"Oh I see. Do you not like her as well?" Brandon asked sitting up.

"Of course I do...She ruined my plans." she put a hoof over her mouth as she ran off from Brandon.

"Uh, that was weird." Brandon shook his head and started to walk in the direction Pinkiemena told him to.

The pink pony stopped, as she reached into the bushes and pulled out a butcher knife.

She turned towards Brandon and raised the knife above his head.

Brandon quickly lashed around and grabbed her by the neck. Picking up the butcher knife that Pinkiemena had dropped.

"Nu-Uh-Uh. That was to easy." Brandon pinned her up against a tree, "Now you either help me, or prepare to get real friendly with some glass in your throat."

She struggled but Brandon's grip was to strong for her to get out of. So she stopped and accepted defeat.

"Who do you work for?' she asked as she looked at Brandon.

"Nightmare Moon. You know her?" Brandon raised an eyebrow as he let up on his grip, some.

"Yeah, looks like we are for the same cause, huh?" she asked.

"I doubt it." Brandon tossed her to the ground.

Pinkemena coughed as she rose up.

"So friend or foe?' she asked as she put out a hoof.

Brandon rolled his eyes. As he shook her hoof, and handed her back the butcher knife. "Friend."